Children without umbrellas can only run desperately, so they must be strong and tough, for in the cold crowds, there's no place for weakness.
Su Xiaowan had barely finished crying with her aunt when a car arrived in the courtyard. Su Xiaowan was puzzled, who had driven in? Then she saw, wait—the car looked very familiar, wasn't it her own car?
When she saw the person driving, Su Xiaowan laughed. It was none other than her driver, Zhang Xiaochun, who skillfully jumped out and ran to the passenger door to open it, and Han Dongchen got out.
Upon seeing him, Su Xiaowan couldn't help but have a radiant smile flourished across her face, Han Dongchen looked so cool, what to do? Her heart was filled with pink bubbles.
The slight melancholy from before was already tossed into the Pacific Ocean, and now all she could see was Han Dongchen's stylish entrance.
